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[Text -> Yelena] … Do you want chocolate? I feel like stopping and getting chocolate is a good thing.

2:30am [ Text -> Buckaroo ] Do you think you've ever bought milk from the same cow twice?

[Text: Yelena] what if all milk is just from one cow?

#ashadowinwhite

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[ Text -> Yelena] Far far away.

[Text -> Yelena] Somewhere in a pasture.

2:30am [ Text -> Buckaroo ] Do you think you've ever bought milk from the same cow twice?

[Text: Yelena] what if all milk is just from one cow?

#ashadowinwhite #Bucky just fleeing in the middle of the night

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[ Text -> Yelena] I’ve been threatened to be put out to pasture.

[Text -> Yelena] Does that count?

2:30am [ Text -> Buckaroo ] Do you think you've ever bought milk from the same cow twice?

[Text: Yelena] what if all milk is just from one cow?

#Bucky has definitely been on a farm he’s just messing with Yelena #ashadowinwhite

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[Text -> ☠️] It’s late, you should be sleeping.

[Text -> ☠️] Zzzzz. Zzzzz.

[2:12am. Text -> ☠️] Do you think a short person can “talk down” to a taller person?

[0220 Text -> Freezerburn] What the fuck?

[0220 Text -> Freezerburn] Wouldn’t you like to fucking know?

[0221 Missed Call -> Freezerburn]

[0221 Missed Call -> Freezerburn]

[0222 Text -> Freezerburn] Answer the goddamn phone you coward.

#Bucky causing problems #skullsandsteel

[thecoldsoldiers]

2:30am [ Text -> Buckaroo ] Do you think you've ever bought milk from the same cow twice?

[Text: Yelena] what if all milk is just from one cow?

#Bucky cut it out #ashadowinwhite

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[Text -> Nat] Enjoy your sleep, sweet dreams.

[Text -> Nat] :)

[Text -> Nat] Oops. I may have misunderstood someone.

[Text -> Nat] Something something eaten by white wolf.

#Bucky stopping before he gets murdered #vdovapauka

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[Loki] Nope, just thoughts.

[Loki] A walk-in sounds like a better idea honestly.

[2:10am. Text -> Loki] Have you ever been tempted to sleep inside the fridge?

[James] Is this because of my Jotun heritage?

[James] once. When I was really, really drunk. But it was a walk-in fridge.

#kissedbymischief #Bucky being a problem

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[Text -> Nat] Oops. I may have misunderstood someone.

[Text -> Nat] Something something eaten by white wolf.

[Text -> Nat] That didn’t answer the question.

[Text -> Nat] Come on, you love taking me to lunch.

#BUCKY STOP IT #vdovapauka

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[Text -> Bonbon] What’s my chances on a coffee?

[Text -> Bonbon] :)

[2:20am. Text -> Bonbon] Why is it that lemon juice has an artificial flavor while dishwashing liquid has real lemons?

[ Text -> Spratku ] James, I left the bed for ten seconds to refill my water. Is this your way of asking for lemon juice?

#zemothethirteenth #emojis won’t save you Bucky

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[Text -> Nat] So you’d rather be a cannibal, noted.

[Text -> Nat] That didn’t answer the question.

[Text -> Nat] Come on, you love taking me to lunch.

#vdovapauka #Bucky no

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[Text -> Nat] That didn’t answer the question.

[Text -> Nat] Come on, you love taking me to lunch.

[2:30am. Text -> Nat] Would you rather be eaten alive by wolves or eat another human alive?

[Text: James]: What the fuck James? I'm never taking you to lunch again!

#Bucky cannot sleep and so he pesters his people #vdovapauka

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“Yeah well, I’ve had enough of this, I’ve got to get going.” Bucky shrugged. “If you come across Yelena again, send her home. We have a week to do this, two if I feel like it.” He smirked as he walked towards the edge of the rooftop. It was fun to tease this man but he didn’t actually want to get into a physical fight, that would likely get him in trouble.

“You see my team are incompetent, they might need training before we go and Hell’s Kitchen is a good place for it.” Bucky laughed as he jumped off the rooftop, trying not to grimace as he landed on the ground and then took off, finally leaving the stranger alone once more.

“I am sorry about Yelena. She means well… most of the time.”

Matt pursed his lips in annoyance. Tonight seemed to be busy in the rooftop department. He still had some hours to go, but right now he wished he had just stayed home and worked on his cases.

"I don't know who you're talking about," Matt replied, keeping his back to the new arrival.

#thedevilsjustice

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Bucky snorted in amusement, he enjoyed the days when he worked solo so he understood that line of thinking. “Do you have your own team or do you chase away anyone who tries to get close to you?” He asked, almost tempted to keep poking the man and seeing what happens when he tries. Being cooped up too long had made Bucky a little more short with people.

“No, I’m gonna stick around. I’ll be here a week and then I’ll stay out of your turf unless they send me back, that’s sort of how this works.” Bucky shrugged. “But I’ll probably see you around.”

“I am sorry about Yelena. She means well… most of the time.”

Matt pursed his lips in annoyance. Tonight seemed to be busy in the rooftop department. He still had some hours to go, but right now he wished he had just stayed home and worked on his cases.

"I don't know who you're talking about," Matt replied, keeping his back to the new arrival.

#BUCKY STOP #thedevilsjustice

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“The people on my team are mostly human, they do need to rest every now and again and I don’t want to run them ragged.” Bucky answered with a shrug. He glanced over the stranger, searching for any weapons that he needed to be wary of. He hadn’t really established if this guy was good or bad, so getting stabbed was still a possibility. He flexed his metal arm and brought it up to squeeze the bridge of his nose, a way to relieve stress but also keep his shield up in case this man had enough of him.

“Look, I appreciate you tolerating Yelena but I’m not giving you everything.” Bucky didn’t want to alert their target, it was going to be a pain in the ass to catch them already. “Why are you dressed up as little red riding hood instead of letting the police protect your town?” He retorted, gesturing up and down with two fingers.

“I am sorry about Yelena. She means well… most of the time.”

Matt pursed his lips in annoyance. Tonight seemed to be busy in the rooftop department. He still had some hours to go, but right now he wished he had just stayed home and worked on his cases.

"I don't know who you're talking about," Matt replied, keeping his back to the new arrival.

#Bucky no. bad. #smack him with a newspaper Matt #thedevilsjustice

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Asset’s breathing hitched for a few seconds before he had to remind himself to breathe again, he clenched the desk and took another deep breath so that he didn’t tense up and injure himself. He focused on the warm touch to his back, his legs shaking a little as he adjusted.

He’d taken cock before but this was different. He was grateful that Steve was patient with him. Asset didn’t move from the desk, his cock twitching as he kept the slow breathing going and his head tilted slightly so that he could try and catch a glimpse of Steve. “Thank you Sir.”

Asset wandered over to Steve and held out a cupcake as an offering. “Today… is something STRIKE are celebrating.” He was confused over what, but he was bringing sweets to his handler anyway.

Looking up from his paperwork, Steve glanced at the cupcake and then the Asset in curiosity. He was surprised that bunch of idiots even knew there was something worth celebrating.

It was a bittersweet feeling to have the Asset offering a cupcake to him, unaware of what the purpose of the celebration was. He took the cupcake carefully, before spinning his chair slightly and patting his knee as an indication for the Asset to sit near there.

"And do you know what they're celebrating?" Because if those idiots had fucked shit up again so soon they were going to be made to pay for their failure.

#theprice-cffreedcm

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Bucky raised an eyebrow at the amount of snacks that Yelena had acquired and for a moment he wondered how on earth she had managed to get them all home. He glanced out the doorway to make sure there wasn’t a trail of treats leading to the front door before he sighed to himself and followed after her.

“You know most drunk people prefer to sleep it off, not feed a small army.” He mused as he looked through the bags to find whatever movie she had found, pulling out the candy to get it out of the way.

[ Text -> Bunkaroo ] cn you let mein? Im out frot.

[Text -> Yelena] What did you do?

[Text -> Yelena] Is this alcohol-induced?

#ashadowinwhite

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Bucky smiled to himself and took his eyes off the road only long enough to brush a kiss to Zemo’s forehead before he resumed his attention ahead of them. “My ma would be smacking me with a broom, god rest her soul, if I didn’t at least court you a little.” He admitted. There were still some old fashioned habits left in him, and maybe he wanted to see how Zemo reacted to being courted.

Bucky drove in silence for a while, but as they were closer to Zemo’s house he spoke up. “What do you want to tell the others about our time away?”

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He woke up feeling more bleary than he could really make sense of.

Everything around him was a mess, and his arm felt like something was holding it down to begin with as he tried to rub at his face. Whatever was holding him fell away easily enough and he managed to sit up, wincing slightly for a moment as he adjusted to the horrifically bright lab lights.

It took him a moment to realize that he was in a lab, and a moment more to realize that he was on some sort of a table. Neither of those things boded well for him, given he was fairly sure they'd been...

It was a mission, wasn't it? He'd been with Bucky. He'd been on a mission to clear out a facility. It had just been a final check to make sure things were clear before they left.

How long had been out?

Where was Bucky?

As he finally looked himself over, he noticed something that sunk absolute dread into him and he dragged the needle from his arm, throwing it across the room and watching the entire machine it was attached to go with it.

No. No no no no no.

Fuck.

He needed to find Bucky. He needed to make sure he was safe. He tore out of the lab rather literally, the door was left on the floor behind him as he made his way out into the hall, listening through the droning sound of fluorescent lights for any sign of anyone else. His own breathing sounded agonizingly loud in his ears, but he was fairly sure he'd heard someone speak. And he was mostly confident that it was Bucky.

His gun was useless, he realized as he attempted to pull it out of his holster and wound up crushing the magazine in his attempt to load it.

"James?" he called quietly, hoping that it would be sufficient for Bucky to hear, without being loud enough for any potential hostiles to hear. It was hard to say. He had no gauge of volume at the moment.

#zemothethirteenth